But I'd heard too much about the fact that pussy smells like dead fish and the idea of eating it scared the shit out of me. As her center of sex came ...loser and closer to my face, I wondered if I could hold my breath long enough to make her cum and get off of me.Who was I kidding? In all the years that I've been linguing cunnus, only rarely have I ever had to wrinkle up my nose. And even then, once I've endured that first sniff and started to suck on the woman's clit, it's been a non-event. But. So I waited till my friends left mine. The moment the last one stepped out the door, I ran to my bedroom and opened my "girly" wardrobe. Living on my own now, I've grown a large collection of clothes. I decided to throw on a nice dress and drink a few glasses of wine. So I picked out a tight black dress, it was my favourite as it seemed to shape my body perfectly. I sat down and started watching tv. My ex bf sent me an early message wishing me a happy new year, I thought it was odd but replied. As shesaid this, she told me to open my mouth. Doing as she directed, I feltthe intrusion of the plug shape into my open mouth again. With expert ease, she quickly raised me to a state of ecstasy thatbordered on sublime. True to her promise, she held me in this statelonger than I would have thought possible given my state of arousal. Istruggled against the tight confines of the plastic wrapping, the heatinside causing rivulets of perspiration to form and flow down my body.My poor cock was so. I messaged Richard whilst at work to let him know I’d put the question to my wife about letting him fuck her but that her instant reaction wasn’t great. The day felt like a long one, waiting for work to finish so I could get a chance to apologise to Charlotte and talk things through. When I got home, Charlotte was in the kitchen cooking. As I walked in she stared at me and said “I’m still not talking to you” She gave me the silent treatment for the rest of the evening. It wasn’t until we were.